The strongest superstar in history

Asakura Ming's brain was at a loss. At this moment, Tsuruga Ren had already stood up from the bed. He tidied up his clothes, and stretched out his hand to lift up the suit on the chair. His handsome face had a calm expression, as if he didn't feel anything at all. To the stagnant atmosphere in the air.

Feeling the disappearance of the shackles on his body, Asakura Ming stared blankly at the ceiling above his head, but he immediately realized that the current situation was a little short, and he immediately got up from the bed, standing beside him was Tsuruga Ren, Sanada stood by his door, the most subtle thing is... now the eyes of these two people are colliding with each other, he seems to be able to feel the fierce sparks splashing in the small room.

Asakura Ming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Sanada's face was horrific, the blackness was already comparable to ink, he quickly increased Alice's strength, although his heart was sweating, but his lips formed With a warm smile, "Xianichiro, actually... this is a misunderstanding..."

After Asakura Ming finished speaking, he quickly gave Tsuruga Ren a wink, hoping that he could also help explain, but when he cast his gaze on Tsuruga Ren, his jaw almost fell out of the frame... the one in front of him What exactly is a friendly and harmonious scene?Could it be that he was thinking too much...?

There was a gentlemanly smile on Ren Tsuruga's face. Against the backdrop of that handsome face, he gave people a strong impression. He stretched out his hand towards Sanada, and his friendly smile became brighter and brighter, "You Okay, I'm Asakura Ming's colleague, I was playing with him just now, sorry to bother you."

"Sanada Genichiro, it's me who should apologize." Sanada's eyes darkened for a moment, but his resolute face still had a serious expression. He stretched out his hand to Tsuruga Ren, and shook hands in such a friendly way. Together, it seems that all the tense atmosphere just now is the illusion of Asakura Ming.

Asakura Ming lowered her glass-colored eyes, staring closely at the two hands that were holding each other. Although it is a good thing that Sanada and Tsuruga Ren can get along so peacefully and friendlyly, why does he always I feel that the current situation is too weird, is it really just an illusion...?

Before he had time to interject, Tsuruga Lian's deep voice sounded again: "Asakura Ming, I look forward to your performance tomorrow, since the play is over, I will take my leave first, your friend is looking for you If something happens, you don't have to send me."

After Tsuruga Ren finished speaking, she nodded slightly towards the two of them. With the sound of closing the door, only Sanada and Asakura Ming remained in the simple room.

Wait... Asakura Ming didn't realize that something was wrong until now. Could it be that this guy Tsuruga Ren... just ran away before the battle?Did he pretend to be so innocent just to leave the matter to him alone?

Asakura Ming just looked at the closed door resentfully, and then turned around stiffly. Fortunately, Alice's strength kept the smile on his face still gentle, and the tragedy of facial expression twitching would not happen.

Asakura Ming glanced at the muscular Sanada, then at the watermelon in his hand, and suddenly changed the subject: "Xianichiro, are you here to give me a watermelon?"

Asakura Ming's idea is very good, but the reality is very cruel. Sanada did not follow his words, but asked with a frown: "What scene are you filming?"

Can he keep silent on this question?Asakura Ming sighed helplessly, but since Sanada had seen everything, he had nothing to hide. According to that boy Shinozu, the scene just now was called...

"Bed scene" When Qian Cangming uttered these two words following his own thinking, he had an urge to strangle himself to death. Isn't this asking for a dead end?There are many kinds of bed scenes in this world, and the scene between him and Tsuruga Ren just satisfies the requirement of 'filming in bed' at best, and does not contain any disharmonious elements, but what he said just now is obviously incompatible with It was the same as when Shinobu misled him, Sanada probably wanted to go to that place...

"Too slack!" This is the first time Asakura Ming heard Sanada speak against him in such a harsh tone. In a word, it was just Sanada's habit in the past, Asakura Ming knew that Sanada was not really blaming him, but at this moment, he really felt Sanada's anger.

Asakura Ming stared at Sanada's expression, dark skin, regular facial features, and that coffin-like black face... Asakura Ming observed this, he covered his mouth and couldn't help but chuckled, although He knew that he shouldn't laugh at this time, but facing Sanada's anger, his first reaction was not fear, but a touch of warmth, maybe because he was cared for...

But the most important thing is the expression of the 'black-faced god'... Sure enough, no matter how many times I watch it, I still find it very interesting!

A calm smile appeared on Qian Cangming's face, and he joked heartlessly in a happy mood: "Xiao Tiantian, your mind is really unhealthy, where are you thinking? The so-called 'sex scene' just refers to It’s just filming on the bed, besides, it’s a comedy, and I’m playing a secondary role, so it’s not my turn to do this kind of X-rated scenes.”

Hearing this, Sanada's frowned brows gradually relaxed, Asakura Ming smiled and leaned closer to Sanada, taking advantage of the slight shrinkage of his brown eyes, he quickly snatched the bowl of watermelon from Sanada's hand.

"In order to punish you for thinking crookedly, I will handle today's watermelon alone!" Asakura Ming shamelessly wrapped the basin firmly into her arms, and then showed a teasing smile at Sanada.

Sanada's eyes wandered around Asakura Ming's face, his face had returned to his usual serious expression, he did not mention the matter just now, but said silently: "Then I will go back to the room first gone."

"Xianichiro, you are really boring." Asakura Ming stared at the back of Sanada who opened the door and was about to leave, with a faint smile on his lips: "Okay, I was joking just now, let's eat watermelon together?"

Sanada's tough eyes and Asakura Ming looked at each other in the air, Asakura Ming still had a perfect smile that couldn't pick out any flaws, and 1 minute later, a certain black-faced god named Sanada Finally defeated, the two moved together to the backyard again.

Perhaps it was due to the fact that Tsuruga Ren had already left. Asakura Ming had a great appetite. He held the watermelon and gnawed it unceremoniously. After eliminating most of the watermelon, he finally patted his stomach in satisfaction. It poured lightly on his face, and his glazed eyes gradually closed...

So this is the life of freedom?You don’t need to think about what tasks you will have tomorrow, you don’t need to think about how many companions will die tomorrow... Such a day...so it really exists...